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In Tolkien's Own Words

"Eldest, that's what I am... Tom was here before the river and the trees; Tom remembers the first raindrop and the first acorn. He made paths before the Big People, and saw the little People arriving. He was here before the Kings and the graves and the Barrow-wights. When the Elves passed westward, Tom was here already, before the seas were bent. He knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside."

Author's Chapter Notes:

March 6, 2011 Challenge:Greed is good! Write a story or poem or create artwork that will prove or disprove this statement.

(A drabble-and-a-half; 150 words)

A Light Lunch

Pippin sighed in satisfaction, hefting the basket over his arm: a nice bottle of perry*, chicken-and-mushroom pasties, cucumber sandwiches, carrots, apples, a goodly-sized wedge of golden yellow cheese, some of those lovely little sweet fried breads with the holes in them, crisp biscuits flavoured with honey and cinnamon, and a handful of hard peppermints, wrapped in twists of paper. Whistling cheerily, he ambled off to the convenient hiding place he'd found beneath some shrubbery in a corner of one of Rivendell's many gardens. Frodo and Sam were taking their lunch with Bilbo in his quarters, while Merry, ensconced with the maps in Elrond's library had ignored his hints of hunger. Ah well, it wasn't his fault that the Elven cooks thought he was picking up a picnic for all five of them. He'd never actually said so! Since he’d done just that before, they simply assumed…

Sometimes greed was good.

Chapter End Notes:

(*Perry is an alcoholic drink made of pears, as cider is made of apples.)

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